On the same day, Wei Wang’s response was rumored everywhere in the streets and alleys of the capital. No matter what version, he finally felt it was infinite regret.
The people in the Chu Palace also began to discuss the matter, and even the prince and his wife could not help discussing it in private.
"I suspect that the third child did not deliberately prevent Miss Zhou from entering Beijing. He was looking for an opportunity to announce the world. For example, Jinghe performed a ceremony to marry himself to the former god of war." said the fifth.
Yuan Qing sighed and said: "But I have to say that since then, their affairs will be settled. This may be the most appropriate ending."
Yu Wenhao said: "I think that the future is full of variables. No one knows what will happen in the future. People are not dead and everything is settled."
Yuan Qing Ling smiled, "Perhaps you are right, or I am right, but life is theirs, and only they can make the decision. No matter what decision they make, we respect it!"
"Yeah, that's the truth!" Yu Wenhao looked at his daughter-in-law, his brows were filled with tenderness and affection, "There are few lucky ones like you and me. We should cherish each other more."
Yuan Qingling recalled the past, "We have also experienced a lot, but fortunately, we have a trust in each other to survive these ups and downs."
Yu Wenhao kissed her, and there was unfailing joy in her brows, "Now that the day of ascending the throne is set, we have to ventilate over there, and we have to ask them to prepare. It is best to come over in advance."
"You never forget this." Yuan Qingling laughed at him.
"How can you forget? I believe that this wedding is what you want most. Family and friends are all by your side." Yu Wenhao gently stroked her back, moving herself first when she said it. Redness, "This is what I want to give you the most. I don't want to regret it."
Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Do you want this wedding most or I want it the most? I actually..."
Yu Wenhao put his finger on her lips, "No, you want this wedding."
Yuan Qingling took away his hand, her eyes were sly, "I think you will be more..."
Yu Wenhao immediately pressed her lips and stuffed her joking words back.
After some ears and temples, she let go of her red lips, her eyes dripping softly, and she murmured: "You and I both want this wedding to prove our happiness. Happiness needs to be proved."
Yuan Qingling smiled at the corners of her lips and expressed affection on her eyebrows, "Okay, listen to you, chicken soup five!"
Yu Wenhao was complacent, and his eyes were full of complacency, "I think that at the right age, we should be arbitrarily in full bloom. There will always be a time when we are well versed in the world, and it is not too late to keep a low profile at that time."
Yuan Qing glared at him, "Okay, now everything you say is right, you are about to be the boss."
Yu Wenhao handed over, "Don't dare, don't dare, it's the lady who is in charge!"
Yuan Qingling looked at his mischievous appearance, smiled, but said: "You still have to look heavy, you can't be happy."
"Is this a bit of green tea? Do you have to pretend to be unwilling to enthrone?"
The old five is now a set of modern terms.
Yuan Qing said: "You forgot, everyone thinks that the father is seriously ill, you are happy now, what do people think?"
Yu Wenhao said oh, "Yes, I almost forgot."
The sense of substitution is still a bit weak, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in his play.
He introspected for a moment, and then said: "However, I have to say that Father's play is really good. Except for the appearance of his face, he really can't lift his spirit, and he won't be able to breathe well. If I didn't know it early, I'm afraid I thought he was really sick."
Yuan Qingling said: "This is not a pretense, after all, it is not a million taels. I have to feel distressed for a year or two. This is the most painful moment. How can I be able to breathe."
Yu Wenhao expressed sympathy, "That's the same. If you want to change me, I will never get through this life."
Yuan Qingling looked outside and asked: "Wang Wei didn't come back after he called on Qingluan Street. Where did he go?"
Yu Wenhao said: "I don't know him, just begging the girl that week not to come here. At this moment, it's troublesome to get people out. It's even more inappropriate to please come in.
I was really afraid to come here. Not long after he finished this sentence, Lu Ya came in and said: "Prince Princess, a girl Zhou is here, saying that she is looking for King Wei, and the concierge is blocking her out, so she called the slave servant to ask. I ask you, do you want to leave or how to resettle?"
Everyone knows that this week's girl has a special identity, so she didn't dare to leave her easily.
Yu Wenhao frowned, "Look at my crow's mouth!"
Yuan Qingling smiled, "Actually, she blocked Wei Wang several times in the alleys outside, but didn't succeed. Sooner or later, she was looking for the door. No matter, please come in and I will tell her."
Yu Wenhao looked at her, "You are soft-hearted, don't see her infatuated, you will be fooled by her."
Yu Wenhao always minded what Wei Wang said, which means that this week the girl is like Chu Mingcui.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "What's the use of me being soft-hearted? Wang Wei is not listening to me, I just think she rushes all the way, desperately chasing someone who doesn't like her, it's a waste of time, and I don't want her to continue to confuse her. Or go to Jinghe, so say a few words to her."
She asked Lv Ya to go out and invited Miss Zhou to the side hall. She tidyed up her lazy hair at home, put on an outer garment, and went out.
When I arrived at the side hall, I saw a young woman in pomegranate red clothes sitting on the chair on the left. She was holding a riding whip in her hand. She was tall, not in a bun, but with a few braids. There was silver jewelry on his head, his forehead was tied, a string of jewels hung around his neck, and the earrings on his earlobes were hanging very long.
She listened to the footsteps and saw that she was very beautiful, with dark skin, deep facial features, and a bit of mixed race. The roots of the nose were high, but the curvature was beautiful and tough, adding two points of softness, big eyes and white eyes. Too much, but the end of the eyes is slightly upturned, and it will not make people feel cold.
All in all, this is a girl with excellent looks and temperament, about the age of eighteen or nineteen.
She stood up and said to Yuan Qing Ling Fu, "Zhou Zhi sees the princess!"
Yuan Qingling retracted her eyes and smiled slightly, "Hello Miss Zhou, sit down!"
Xu didn't expect Yuan Qingling to be so approachable. She was taken aback, and replied with some confusion, "Okay, thank you, the princess!"
Lost for a moment, after sitting down, Miss Zhou asked directly: "Prince princess, is Wang Wei there? I want to see him."
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "He is not in the house, Miss Zhou, go back, he doesn't care about you, don't waste your time, and don't worry about your parents."
Miss Zhou looked at Yuan Qingling and said firmly: "My parents know that I am coming, they agree that happiness is to fight for themselves. I am not wrong in doing this. Does the princess think I am wrong?"
Yuan Qing Ling smiled, "Happiness is what you want to fight for yourself. It's true, but there is someone in Wei Wang's heart for the target you score. No matter how hard you fight for it, he won't like you."
Miss Zhou shook her head, her eyebrows gleaming, "If you haven't fought, how do you know? No one will always take a person to heart. I believe that as long as I work hard enough, one day he will always see me, for five years. I can wait for ten years."
This is a stubborn girl, and Yuan Qingling really admires her at this moment.
"I'm just worried that you wasted your time, but in the end you got nothing, wasting your years."